Peerless Martial Soul

She was praising Chen Feng, wearing high hats one after another.

But Chen Feng was unmoved and said calmly: "It's useless what you said. Regardless of my strength, you did put me in danger just now."

"That is to say, my strength is just okay. What if I am not strong enough? If I am besieged by a few of them, won't I be killed by you?"

At the end of the sentence, Chen Feng sounded very harsh.

The woman in the yellow shirt suddenly flattened her mouth, with an aggrieved expression on her face. There seemed to be tears in her eyes, and she said in a low voice: "It's not enough for me to realize my mistake, so please spare me this time!"

Chen Feng smiled happily: "Hey, you are still pretending to be pitiful with me? Hahaha, let me tell you, it doesn't work!"

As he spoke, Chen Feng suddenly stretched out his hand towards the girl, and the woman in yellow suddenly screamed: "You, what are you going to do?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "I don't do anything, I just get some reward."

As he spoke, his hands reached the woman in yellow shirt and began to explore her body.

The woman in yellow shirt screamed: "Ah! Let me go! Get your dirty hands off!"

"Don't touch me with your hands. It's indecent. You bastard, please take your hands away!"

Her voice was sharp and very loud, making Chen Feng's eardrums buzz.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably retract his hand in embarrassment at this moment, but Chen Feng was not like that.

He said coldly: "Noisy!"

As he spoke, he reached out and directly sealed the meridians in her throat.

The meridians here were sealed, and the girl in the yellow shirt was unable to say a word. She could only stare at Chen Feng fiercely, her mouth bulging, and her face flushed with anger.

After a while, Chen Feng suddenly touched a hard object on her waist. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He reached out and picked it up, and then a mustard bag appeared in his hand.

Chen Feng opened the mustard seed bag and saw a jade box inside.

Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction, put away the mustard bag, and then stretched out his hand to untie the sealed meridians of the girl in yellow shirt.

As soon as the meridians of the girl in yellow shirt were untied, she immediately punched and kicked Chen Feng, and pounced on him with bared teeth and claws.

However, how could she be Chen Feng's opponent?

With a gentle palm from Chen Feng, he was sent flying several meters away.

However, Chen Feng did not use any force, but used a very strong and gentle force to push her out. The girl in yellow shirt was not harmed in any way.

After all, Chen Feng didn't really want to hurt her.

The girl in yellow shirt looked at Chen Feng and said angrily: "Are you still a man? You touched me all over, and you even snatched other girls' things!"

Chen Feng said calmly: "I'm just getting my reward back."

With that said, he turned and left.

The girl stamped her feet fiercely and shouted loudly: "What's your name?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "Chen Feng."

"Chen Feng, right? I remember you! Just wait for me!" The girl in yellow pointed at him and shouted arrogantly.

Chen Feng turned around and smiled slightly.

At this time, the girl in yellow shirt does not look vicious, but makes people feel very cute and cute.

Chen Feng felt as if a little sister was acting coquettishly to him.

He laughed: "Okay, then I'll wait!"

With that said, he walked away.

Seeing Chen Feng leaving, the girl in the yellow shirt stamped her feet fiercely. Then she looked at the people groaning in pain on the ground and said angrily: "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, how could my spiritual grass be destroyed by him?" Taken away?"

As she spoke, she drew her sword and stabbed the people on the ground to death one by one without mercy.

Those people begged and begged, but she was not moved at all.

After Chen Feng walked out for a while, Ziyue suddenly appeared on his shoulder. She looked at Chen Feng and said faintly:

"Hey, Chen Feng, your hand felt so good just now! How does it feel, little girl?"

Chen Feng laughed: "Ziyue, you are jealous."

Ziyue snorted: "I'm not jealous? Who would be jealous of you?"

Chen Feng explained with a smile: "Okay Ziyue, don't worry, she is a young girl after all, how could I really touch her? It's just to scare him!"

Ziyue proudly raised her chin, snorted and said, "That's pretty much it. I forgive you for not daring to do it."

The two laughed and joked for a while, and Chen Feng suddenly asked: "Ziyue, why do you rarely show up during this time?"

He was very puzzled. Ziyue shook her head and said, "I don't know what's going on. I always feel lazy. I just want to hide in the knife and don't want to come out."

Chen Feng didn't know what the reason was?

Ziyue sat on his shoulder and yawned repeatedly, and suddenly said: "By the way, Chen Feng, the woman you met in the Eternal Blood Cave is a bit weird."

"A bit weird?" Chen Feng frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

Ziyue shook her head: "I don't know either, I just feel that there is a very mysterious aura about her, it seems that it is not just a human aura!"

"Not just humans?"

Chen Feng said in shock.

Ziyue shook her head: "I don't know either, but anyway, just be careful."

Chen Feng nodded slowly, thoughtfully.

It was already Chen Feng's sixth day into the Jedi, and his mustard seed bag already contained more than thirty low-grade spiritual grasses.

Moreover, three days ago, he also obtained a medium-grade spiritual grass from the woman in yellow shirt.